Love is in the Air ~ Shubman Gill

CHAPTER 31 🕊

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Author's POV

The following week in Punjab was a whirlwind of emotions and cherished moments for Shubman Gill. It had been a long time since he felt this level of joy and contentment. Being back home with his family and daughter, Ruhi, was exactly what he needed to recharge and reconnect with the simple pleasures of life

Cute Moments Between Shubman & Ruhi

The week in Punjab was filled with heartwarming moments between Shubman and his daughter, Ruhi. Their bond was not just evident but also the very essence of Shubman's life. Every moment spent with her was a testament to the deep love and affection he held for his little girl.

Every morning, Ruhi had her unique way of waking up her papa. One particular morning, she tiptoed into Shubman's room, her tiny feet making soft padding sounds. With a mischievous grin, she jumped onto his bed, whispering, "Papa, wake up! It's time for breakfast with your princess!" Shubman, pretending to be asleep, let out exaggerated snores. Ruhi pouted and, with a feather she had found, tickled his nose. Unable to hold back, Shubman burst into laughter, pulling her into a playful hug.

"Good morning, meri choti si pari," he greeted, planting a kiss on her forehead. (Good morning, my little fairy.)

Ruhi beamed back at him, her eyes sparkling. "Good morning, Papa! Ab chalo, mainu hungry lagdi hai!" (Now come on, I'm feeling hungry!) Her innocent demand made him chuckle as they headed to the kitchen for breakfast. Shubman cherished these mornings; they were a reminder of the simple joys in life and how Ruhi had become the center of his universe.

The Dance-Off

One evening, the living room became the stage for an impromptu dance-off. Ruhi, ever the energetic soul, picked a lively Punjabi song and challenged Shubman to a dance battle. They both moved to the beat, their laughter echoing through the house. Shubman matched Ruhi's energetic moves, and they playfully imitated each other. At one point, Ruhi tried to spin and stumbled slightly, but Shubman quickly caught her, pulling her into a warm embrace. They fell onto the couch in a heap, their giggles filling the room.

"Papa, you dance so funny!" Ruhi teased, poking his cheek playfully.

Shubman chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Oh, really? Well, I think my little princess is the best dancer here!" He gently tickled her sides, causing Ruhi to squeal with delight, her laughter infectious.

In these moments, Shubman felt a deep contentment. The sight of Ruhi's laughter, her joy, and her pure, unfiltered love made him realize that she was the reason he found the strength to face each day. She was his sunshine on cloudy days, the light that guided him through the darkest nights.

The Secret Hideout

On a quiet afternoon, Ruhi excitedly led Shubman to her "secret hideout" in the backyard. It was a small, makeshift tent made with sheets and blankets, filled with her favorite things. Inside, they sat on a cozy pile of pillows as Ruhi proudly showed him her collection of colorful rocks and leaves, calling them her "treasures."